There is nothing that can take away the tranquility as a doubt that will uneasy us; doubt that stings, doubts that restless, doubts that ignites, doubts that concern; there is also doubt that the questions, which take up space, that never sleep, that transform us.
In every doubt, there is a gift. The gift of doubt, I doubt it, I doubt it, I doubt a little of everything and a little of everything, I doubt the depth of an event, the truth of a word, someone’s character, I doubt myself, I doubt the time, the duration of a world, the fragile future, the uncertain present, an absent past.
- What do you or I?That’s the point.
- Doubt is a gross domestic product.
- It is the impass of insecurity.
- Of mistrust.
- Or.
- In other words.
- It is doubting that you learn.
- Because those who doubt live the different.
- Dare to ask.
- Simply dive in.
- In.
The doubt is good and bad. It’s bitter, but it can even be sweet; it is bitter when it shakes the structures that were stuck inside; it’s nice when it comes to loving someone, even when there are doubts.
It’s the end, when you have to give up people and make new decisions. It tears apart the internal tissues, shortens the vain stocks, either from something or from someone; shakes the rays of the soul and can sometimes cause them to collapse.
I like the doubt. It makes me a curious agent, always attentive to what’s coming. Always looking for the answer to a disturbing question, or an indifferent but coherent question, trying to silence an incessant whisper or a raucous cry.
Doubt is all that is not, it is all that is needed, because it is not known, it is not true, it is a kind of desire for something that is not known, for sure, if it existed or if it lived. ask awkward questions, dig, look for eggs (why not?).
You still have the doubt that it will always be like this: you will never know what the other person really thinks, whether someone from your past really liked you or not, and whether you had chosen another path, as would be the case today. You won’t know if life would bring you any more surprises if you’d pressed other buttons of free will, and neither, if that person you loved so much was still alive, what your life and his life would be like.
These doubts will never be clarified, as they are part of the process to be who you are, they are natural and insoluble!These are not problems to be solved; leave them, don’t torment them, it doesn’t matter to ask these questions anymore.
Doubt what is beneficial and positive for you: what do I want for my life, who am I?Why doesn’t this person do me any good?What do I want to do to improve as a person?
Doubtful, but don’t suspect. Ask, but don’t insult. Try to quench your thirst for doubt, but don’t want to push your limits. Listen to the doubt, perceive your intuition in doubt, scratch the itch of doubt. Above all, respect it. It is also their internal process; it’s the pepper that was missing from your tasteless dish of the day.
So the valuable advice I leave is: in doubt. Today morning and always, and let the questions come!
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